Luyện nghe bài hát I Hate

I hate blokes, telling tasteless jokes
And explaining where belong
I ignorant folks, who pay money to see gigs
And talk through every fucking
I people in night clubs, snorting coke
And explaining your going wrong
if you agree, then come hating with me
And free to sing along

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Well I hate status updates on Facebook
FYI we were M eight's
We to be friends on the internet
When in real life, we have to say
To each other, oh brother I love for my mother
For good times, for and my mates
Yeah I laugh, and live and I have love to
But all you can do is hate

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Well I hate them fussy eaters, you them fajitas
only eat pizza and chips
I stepping outside, for a smoke and some guy
Coughs, like your are his
And I queuing up, for festival toilets
Especially when you to shit
And I hate the X-Factor, for music
You bunch of money grubbing

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And I hate them magazines, aimed at insecure
That ten year old's race to grow up
Hey kids, let's all be anorexic or
Eat until you throw up
Keep Hollywood stars, and their stupid cars
And the Botox, that makes them look
Just grow old grace, have you seen Chear's face
It looks it's been hit by a truck

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